Friday night I went to a party. I was a bit awkward at first, but then I found an HB10 and HB7 that I knew and they called me to their table. I sat and talked with them for about 10 minutes, and before long the awkwardness started to fade. I started getting into a seriously Alpha mental state. Later, the HB10's bf showed up (who happened to be my best friend and wing man Gambit) and like always tried to impress her by AMOGing any guys there instantly. I handled his AMOG well, making him look beta. I usually never do this, I usually just take it like a pussy, but my confidence was starting to grow and I was starting to feel great.

It was at this time I realized that I was getting into an awesome state so I proceeded to follow overPlay's advice and try and control it, and make it last as long as possible.

After the incident, Gambit was cool, and we (Gambit, HB10, and I) pretty much hung out all night.

There was an HB8.5 who kept giving me nonverbal IOIs, and Gambit told me to go number close. I had hardly done any approaches at this point so I was hesitant. I kept making excuses so I wouldn't have to do it, even though I knew I was in a very good frame. I did not approach her, and I was about to regret it.

That night I went home and randomly called up an HB8 who I was friends with, and spit the most serious phone game I have probably ever spit. We talked for an hour and a half, and I was doing amazingly well. The awkwardness was gone, the poor storytelling was gone, the humor was back. I was so amazed with myself, I may have kept her on the phone too long, but I wanted to savour this experience.

The next day I was still in an Alpha state, but it really didn't help anything because I was forced to remain at my house all day.

The day after that was when it really counted, and the Alpha frame of mind had been completely used up. Gambit and I went to a huge 4th of July celebration where there were thousands of people. We proceeded to open sets, even though I knew I was in a horribly bad state. I figured it would go away after I got into a set, but it didn't.

We were actually approached by a 2 set of HB7s. My target was the HBblonde and his was the HBbrunette. I tried to get back into frame but I just couldn't. There was a mental block that was screwing me over. Gambit almost number closed his target, but two guys came up and stole our set. And it was my fault. My target got bored. I just couldn't think of anything to say. I knew some routines and stuff, but I couldn't think of them for some reason.

This happened with the next and final two sets, before we called it a night and went home. I still have a LOT of work to do.

Any advice on how to keep those horrible states from happening would be very much appreciated.